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Archive for June, 2009

To the Blue Bird


I saw a blue bird, in my path
preening itself
in a make-shift bird bath;
as the summer sun flitted
through the new green leaves
on the now very alive green trees.

What right had it to use
the puddle that lay in my way
I dont know, but figured
t’was more of a right than i can say.
and gave the blue bird a wide berth,
the afternoon was his by right.

I saw a human sleep, within my window panes
as the sun rose today
and wondered what right had he,
to while away time, when nature
hadn’t meant it to be.

And so I sang my loudest tune
and watched him mutter and turn
and then i sang louder some more.
let him not be decieved
that morning sleep was his by right.

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